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Thirty thousand years ago. "Master, what is the meaning of cultivation?" "Immortality!" Thirty thousand years later. "I have loved you to the last moment of my life, isn't that enough?" "Not enough! Qingxuan, later I realized that the meaning of cultivating immortality is not for immortality! You are the only meaning of my cultivation!" With mediocre talents, useless spiritual roots, and ordinary blood, Qingxuan did not seem to have any chance to embark on the journey of cultivating immortality even though he traveled through time. The only good thing is that Qingxuan is reincarnated every hundred years and retains the memories of his previous life. After many years of companionship, the innocent childhood sweetheart has grown into the world-famous Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect. But as I grow older, I can no longer give you my favorite hawthorn when you are injured. The greedy little fox grew up and became the king of the demon clan, and I also grew older. Ten years of life and death were blurred, and I left as an old friend. The golden wisps of the snow willows in E'er are filled with laughter and hidden fragrance. My life span is limited after all, as I cannot embark on the path to immortality. "Companyship is the longest confession of love - I'm sorry, as a mortal, I can't always say 'I love you.'" This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.